Ash x Misty (Pokemon Fanfiction)

On Valentine Hill (PART 2)

Ash and Misty had gone out for drinks later on, choosing a small hill underneath twinkling stars to be the perfect spot for them.

Misty had changed into a velvet red dress, which highlighted her slim waist. She had painted her perky pink lips red, and she smelled like sweet fruit, a rather alluring scent to onlookers. Her ginger hair was parted and swept over her lithe shoulders, and her blue eyes pierced the midnight sky.

Misty and Ash walked hand and hand towards the steep hill, gazing through the steamy fog.
Ash could feel Misty squeeze his hand, and the girl turned to look up at him.

"I don't know why i'm asking you but- do I look ok?" Misty blushed in embarrassment, letting her fluffy hair cover the side of her face. Ash laughed and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "You look incredible Misty," Ash muttered.

Misty covered her face shyly and let out a delicate sigh. Ash stammered, gazing at the girl's roseate cheeks and silky skin. After a long quiet, Ash shifted to the girl and placed his left hand upon her cheek. "Thank you a lot, f-for taking the time.." he uttered.

"It was no trouble, Ash," Misty answered with a tender smile, pushing her bangs out of her deep eyes. "In fact, i've missed you a lot," Misty babbled, blushing intensely.

"Misty.. are you okay?" Ash laughed playfully, pulling the girl closer. "You look a little red," Ash smirked and moved his head against hers.

"Ash- I love you a lot." Misty moaned softly, letting her eyelashes graze against his. Ash felt his face get hot, leaning forward to meet her lips, and it was passionate and inviting. Further, into the kiss, they wrapped each other up in an embrace. Misty moved slowly onto his lap, letting his manhood, which was prominent, poke at her thigh from his pants.

He moved her onto her back, gradually pushing her dress up to her chest. Her breasts were firm and approximately a B-Cup, perfect for his hands. He let his hands explore her body, which was slim and curvy in the right places. Ash could hear her hard swallow and he quivered with nervousness. He found himself slipping his fingers into her panties, pushing into her slowly and smoothly. She let out little moans and arched her back, closing her eyes and squeezing his wrist. 

He grabbed her waist, flipping her onto him with a purr. "You want this, right?" Ash grinned and thrust his erection against her revealed lacy panties. Misty smirked and rubbed his chest, nodding in solidarity.

"Of course Ash," she lined herself up with him, wiggling out of her panties so that she was perfectly aligned with his manhood, and Ash moved his dress pants down, allowing her to slowly bring herself down on him. She started to move her hips casually at first, allowing herself to listen to his harsh moaning. Once she got used to it, she progressively got faster until she embraced the amazing new sensation.

 Ash let out a loud grunt, squeezing the redheads hips as he became in sync with her. He took hold of Misty's breasts, clutching them fondly. She let her tongue explore his mouth in return. Suddenly, he felt himself become overcome by pleasure, and so did Misty. Breathing heavily, they both wiped the sweat off of their brows. For some time, they embraced each other and laughed to themselves.

"I think you should stay for a little longer," Misty insisted.

Ash agreed and pushed her chin up.

"I think I should too." He replied, placing her head down onto his chest, kissing her once more. Afterward, they drifted off into a deep sleep, with grass in their hair and the sun against their skin.